Reaching ever outward. Never in. Seeking to find, To touch. To grasp and Hold within a guarding grip. They look to find, to land Like
Filled with breaths of love, I let it seek a loving Hand to hold it tight.
It started with an amazing post by she who is made of light. Brooke Breazeale in this challenge she made. Her challenge was to Tom
Rolling along that dark highway. Daring. Uncaring, bleak blackness passing by. White clouds painted pink appear. Greeting. A nursery rhyme-like, powder blue sky Reveals my
And then, when all this did rain fall And cover thee with a blanket of gray. It shrouded and clouded a tender heart That was
Helen’s topic for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday had me a bit stumped. So much, in fact, I almost decided to tap out. But, as